Seven‑Year Fate: The Alpha Begs My Return

ited an unbonded member of the opposite sex to the Blood Moon Ban

hed out to Zessia Dixon, all the moc

cause a scene. But this time, I simply stood there, watching Ke

eading through my wolf veins and pronounced my fate. "Norya, the Eclipse ha

n't feel like f

.

. Moran would

other. Zessia is from Hi

the fated mate gives them the right t

me sneered loudly, the

die, many things that I used to think were of impo

ssia together hurt l

I told myself, was jus

end, Zessia reached up to brus

I saw it-something around her neck

froze in

od oath pendant

n blood into that pendant and placed it around his neck. He had worn it ev

en set down my cup and walked t

. Her hand, which had been resting on Ken

followed her gaze, locking ey

sia steadied herself just as I

on't misunderstand. Kenton only invit

back, now." I cut h

ia f

also fr

essia was

lf fang hanging from Zessia's neck.

uched the wolf fang before looking at K

orya, haven't you had enough? All I did was dance with Zessia, and now

tions were nothing mor

y hand toward Zessia once

e grabbed my wrist, forci

d my demand to Zessia. "Give the

t had been flung away and only loo

. He turned around, picked up a bottle of wine from the lo

rp, bitter scent that filled the air. It was a wine

werewolves often wandered close to th

using its high concentration of aconite to suppr

into a cold smirk. "You want the pendant? Fine.

ed through

sleeve. "Don't do this! The aconite is too stron

ixed firmly on me, his express

ay and being humiliated b

I stepped forward an

is chest, fell abruptly to his sides. His ex

, I tilted my head back

, and the potent aconite worked its

ized my chest, and my hand

out to snatch the bottle from me, but I

gh," he trie

ite had flooded my system, settin

and a metallic tang

elp but roar. "Norya, is a meaning

suddenly, his quest

so injured that he couldn't

blood into that pendant, then stayed awake for ni

ched the pendant and promised

asking me if i

tched the bottle from his grasp and drained the last

mmed the empty wine bottle back onto the

to an unreadable express

ed the pendant and held it out to me. "Norya, I never meant

gainst my hand, carryin

my thumb before curlin

ng harder to decipher. He stared at me, unmoving. "Seven years ago,

So he remembered. Bu

y I'm taking it bac

stiffened, his featu

Turning away, I walked out

tree for support, blood surging up my throat and

trunk, unable to hold myself upright. But my hand

's words echoed in

I only had until the next full moo